Free???

Story 12. Free to love

Author's note. Are we ever really free to love? This chapter is really the honeymoon night. Life has things to work out. So the final chapters explore that a little. It won't tie it in a bow though.

What happens after the line into full incest is crossed. Thanks for reading. More stories coming which also include some hot sex and lovemaking so don't stop reading.

The story only contains sexually activity of a brother and Sister over 18 years old.

While set during the Paris Olympic Games and its historical setting. None of the athletes in this story are meant to represent any athlete competing in the games. Or other persons otherwise living or dead.

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Burning burdens weigh us down but we never know that they do, or by how much, until they were lifted.

We notice it first in our walk back to our love nest. We don't need silly walks. We don't need to hide our hand holding. We don't need to feel any guilt, or secret keeping. In a real sense we feel free at last. Well at least for now.

We actually don't even need words. Sam and I enjoy the moment in intimate silence and share loving looks.

It is a different happy to the last week. Those that mattered had not only approved where we landed but blessed us with provision.

We enter the house this time not with giggling and lust. It was like we were married and had been for some time.

"I'm not sure what to do now?" Sam stated.

"Yeah, I get it. It's like we are starting our life together but hadn't thought about any of the stuff that comes with starting a long term living together thing. I do know I want to make love heaps while we can."

Maybe we should start there," Sam moves in and we kiss. We explore each others mouths and faces without the nerves, the rush, the anxiety or the unknown. We heat up with deep intimacy. Sam starts to undress me.

"Do you know you have never undressed me?"

"I guess I'm just very slow." Sam giggles.

"That's the giggle I love".

It's summer so I don't have many clothes to remove. Nor am I wearing fancy underwear. But Sam removes them all in a reverent loving way. I am fully naked and he's is looking me up and down wearing his Australian Track suit.

" Let's keep you dressed for a bit. I want to enjoy my hero champion wearing the flag."

We are Kora and Kouros reversed. I lead Sam to our room and switch the windows to mirror. Then I drape myself over him in dozens of suggestive poses. The naked stereotype girl on the Calendar Hero.

I feel Sam's rampant hardness through the fabric.

"Are you going commando?"

"I might be," he grins.

"There is something super sexy about being naked while you are clothed."

"Yes I felt it yesterday with your Kora dress. You were ravishing."

We move over to the mirrored window and Sam moves behind me. His hands freely moving over my breasts and torso. His fingers curl into my public hairs.

"Pubes are very symbolic. I think the porn industry has destroyed their sex appeal. I want you to keep yours."

He parts my lips like parting the curtains. I am very moist. Sam pleasures me while we both look, like voyeurs on ourselves. I reach up behind me and pull us into a passionate kiss. My body is Sam's and he brings me to orgasm. He has a unique ability to bring me off in a tender and small way. I know the ravishing is still to come.

I reach forward and support myself on the mirror, shaking through the waves breaking over me. Sam gently parts my legs and I am ready for the taking.

"I know we have never done it in this position. I hope it works because I so want to fuck you like this. Some how making love like this doesn't seem to fit."

I stay silent as Sam pulls down the front of his pants and exposes only his penis. He then moves it between my thighs and pushes it along my labia until I see his helmeted head peep out below my clit. Then he begins to pump into my junction, bumping his clothed body into my buttocks.

"I'm gunna have to enter you soon or I won't last. This is so erotic."

"Well fuck me, fuck me hard." I bend over more and reach between us to guide him to the right place. It's a bit awkward. But eventually Sam is seated in me.

"God that feels so different."

"That's because you're going so deep. Oh yes harder. Yes!"

I watch Sam pull back a bit then slam home. I can feel it but can't see his body, just the green and gold caressing me as he builds speed.

"Wow you are hitting the inside of my clit in this position."

Sam snakes his hand around and attacks my clit from the outside. I spray onto the window as my system bursts in a powerful orgasm. It's so hard an orgasm I expel his cock from me as I cum.

Sam does not wait for me to recover but bends me down and slams back into me. I see his hands grab my hips as he plunders into me with increasing power. Then I watch as Sam cums. His face forms unbelievable contortions as he grunts and growls his lust into me. He pulls me up into him and hugs me tight.

Sam pulls his tracksuit top over his head and drops his pants so we can enjoy the moment naked and unashamed. We watch as he softens and unplugs our passions.

"I love seeing my sperm flow out of you."

I turn around and as I passionately kiss him I back him back to the bed. He tumbles backward onto it. I follow him and straddle his torso over his taunt stomach muscles. Then using my body I rub our combined fluids all over him as if riding a slippery pole. I mark him with our passion spoils.

"You are mine and I am yours. I love you Sam."

We take a post coital nap. I can never get tired of wrapping myself in my big brothers arms.

We wake together, caressing the moment. Eventually Sam goes to the windows and invites the afternoon in.

"I know I need a massage. If you're up for it Sis? I will give you a professional one as well. But I better do you second. I think you might be too relaxed once I'm done with you."

"You mean I won't be professional?"

"I think you might play a bit too much."

"Fair call. But I'm very happy to learn. I might need to take a course if I'm going to service you in your Olympic journey."

"That could be a really great idea. I do wish we had a massage table. It's far too hard down on the ground especially for the masseuse."

Sam scurries around gathering his massage stuff and checking out heights of surfaces. We are around the same height. Sam is a fraction taller but at 5'9" he's not that tall.

"I think the table on the Patio will be best"

"Why not the bed?"

"Far too soft. I will bend in the middle."

The table is a bit hard but Sam puts a doona under his massage sheet. So it's not too bad.

It's a job I love, even though it's only my second time. I drizzle oil over Sam's torso and begin to spread it. This time I start with the fingers and move toward his body. Every time I get near his head I lean in and kiss him. Or run my tongue over his earlobe.

"This is not supposed to be erotic little sister. I'm having trouble relaxing."

"Sorry I can't help myself. I will try."

Eventually I settle down to a normal massage. I refrain from telling him the every time my pussy juices flow I take some and add it to the massage. What he can't smell can't hurt him. Of course he had cum in me recently so a bit of the mix is spunk from my spunky brother.

"You don't mind me still calling you my big brother or would you prefer Sam?" I ask.

"Shiona you will always be my little sister, so no. But you are also my lover. I do know I feel very randy when you call me brother while I'm fucking you. So I'm sort of happy to keep the incest thing alive. We will just need to be very careful in public."

I have moved up his thighs and am now at Sam's butt cheeks and groin. This time I don't hesitate to go deep and intimate. I want to really feel every part of his anatomy. I pour some oil on his date and massage it in with my fingers. I play around his entrance without penetrating and work down to his perineus. I can feel the strong form of muscles leading to his penis.

I ask. "Is this penis tissue or muscle."

"It's a bit of both I'll be able to show you better once I've turned over. "

So I content myself with a good feel and I notice Sam is getting a bit firmer to the touch.

"I think I should turn over but please finish here or we will miss the rest of the body."

I go back to Sam's toes and feet. Then work my way up to his thighs. Then I turn around and work from his shoulders down his pecs and along his abdominal muscles. I count them again. Definitely eight.

"How come you have an eight pack not a six pack?"

"See the top six. Feel them, they are the abdominal muscles so the traditional six pack. Now feel the gap or crease between this and the bottom two. Below this crease are the groin muscles. We normally think of them as one muscle, but with the right workout they will define themselves as three. The bottom one is a triangle form right to the penis or mons mound. There is also a larger but thin muscle that covers the whole belly. It sort of keeps things together."

"Most people also put some fat on in this area so the definition is less distinct. Technically I have a nine pack."

Sam has returned to normal or flaccid state.

"Okay let me teach you somethings about the groin. Notice the lower muscles divides around the base of the penis." He takes my fingers and guides me. Then he moves me to the side. Suddenly my fingers move into a sort of hole with bone below thin flesh.

"Feel that sort of hole."

"Yes it's very obvious." Then he takes my fingers and move them up into the hole.

"Now feel the muscle between your fingers and your thumb. That's like a pouch or sack. That's where my balls go when they retract. You will notice when I do retract I have a lump in the groin here on both or either side."

"Wow that's amazing."

"Okay I might be nuts but we can do an experiment. Grab a cold bottle of beer from the fridge."

I grab two, I figure we could use a drink soon.

"I know I'm nuts but then I'm demonstrating my nuts. Ok place the cold bottle on my groin up against my balls."

In no time I see his nut sack shrinks and tightens and his balls disappear.

"Wow that's astonishing and sort of sexy."

"Ok very gently feel the area now and I do mean gently. The testicles are in protective mode now so they are very delicate."

I can see and feel the distinct small mounds.

"Ok keep watching. I'm going to do this because I can feel the pain if I get it wrong and stop."

Then he carefully runs his thumb down either side starting higher up on the groin, down to each side of the penis and walla they pop back into the sack.

"Okay, now last thing." He takes one hand again and pushes three of my fingers into his groin below his penis. "Now feel either side of the central ridge. You should be able to feel some smaller muscles on either side. Two on each side wrapping around the centre flesh. Have an explore."

I'm amazed he is still soft, as my juices have been running down my legs.

"Now for some fun. And maybe time to do something about your turned on state."

"How do you know that?"

"Easy, your nipples have been hard for a while. Your labia is both swollen and red, and I can smell your juices from here. Keep your fingers on one hand feeling those muscles and penis tissue. Now please get me hard and notice the changes."

"Oh god yes please."

I start with tenderly licking his balls and sucking them into my mouth. Almost immediately I see his penis start to move and grow. But I also feel something changing through my fingers.

I move my mouth to his limp penis and suck it right into my mouth. As I suckle it grows. I've only ever sucked it when it was hard. I feel it swelling and filling my mouth. Also the flesh beneath my fingers hardens and I start massaging it.

"That's my penis flesh in the centre. Like my dick it's not muscle but special cells that are swelling with blood as you suck. In fact it is my dick."

I pull my mouth off his penis. Mind you it doesn't fit anymore. Then I look. "Wow, the ball sack sort of straddles the penis I can see it continuing right through."

I run the fingers of my other hand up the penis shaft from nearly at Sam's bum hole, over the nut sack and up to his glands head.

"That's much bigger than I thought it was. Why is that?"

"Well it is all about thrusting power. We don't want our penises to just bend over at the balls. We could never thrust proper. Now feel those two other muscles on either side. See how they wrap around the penis and are firm. They give support and the inside one also helps pump my sperm into you when I come. These are the muscles that spasm when I groan my release."

"The prostrate releases and pumps but that one, the bulbospongiosus, compresses the base, stiffens the cock and ejects the semen or urine. In you it compresses and stiffens your clitoris and narrows your virginal passage. An effect by the way I enjoy immensely when you come."

I continue to massage Sam's lower penis.

"Ok time for you to experience that for yourself. Hop up here and ride me."

Well I don't think I've moved so fast. In no time I was driving myself home on Sam's erect penis. Almost immediately I have my first orgasm. Then I ride him. Squeezing his penis as well as I can each time I lift up only to slam back down.

"Reverse cowgirl little sis that way you can see and feel between my legs."

I jam myself down and spin on his pole.

"Wowa, that's amazing. Remind me to try that again bro."

Then I started lifting up my butt and thrusting down. I put one hand down around our junction and the other down below Sam's balls. I am like a Rodeo rider with a hand strapped to the bull. But I was feeling and massaging with both hands. Sam had both hands on my butt and hips helping me to raise up and slam down. He plants his feet on the table and starts to lift his butt to meet my pussy.

He groans, "I'm gonna cum."

I watch our union and press down into his perineum. Sam thrusts up and lets out a massive groan as his muscles beneath my fingers spasm and pump his stuff right up into me. I can feel each blast with a force I had not felt before. He is pressure spraying into my uterus. At the same time I am triggered and my vagina contracts and tries to force him out. I cum the hardest I can remember cumming so far. Ok I don't have much experience but wow.

Sam slaps my butt.

"Little sister can I eat you cream pie?"

I lift myself off Sam and crawl backwards spilling our juices all down his body until his mouth clamps on my leaking vagina and he feasts on our combined love juices. His cock is still quite hard and swollen so I clean him up and lick everything I spilt from around his base.

Sam stays swollen but he apologises. "Sorry I don't think I can go again right now."

We stand and cuddle. Intimate kisses are exchanged and Sam leads me into the pool. We are content to bob together in the water while we look into each others eyes and whisper our love.

"I think I'll take my massage now bro. My body is sort of aching."

"Well hop out and hop up."

I find the two beers on the massage table untouched and warm. "Ok change of plan let's have a cold one first." I go in and exchange them for some from the fridge. I also grab a few snacks.

Sam has pulled up a deck chair so we can sit together. The evening light is settling in. There are some stars but nothing like we get at home.

"Sam how come I don't recognise any of the stars."

Sam laughs at me. "Such an Aussie. We are in the Northern hemisphere duffus."

I should be insulted that he laughed at me but I would expect nothing less from my brother. If we weren't also lovers I expect I would be getting hell for a long time to come.

"Have you told Marion that you are now fucking your brother?" Sam asks.

"When have I had time to tell her anything. You have kept me thoroughly shagged out. Not that I'm complaining."

"I haven't heard your phone in a while."

"I put it on silent after I got mums message. So she will have to wait for the goss. Do you guys share as much as we do?"

"Ok you told me some girls rules about brothers yesterday, or sometime, this week anyway. See sex fries the brain. So I guess I can tell you a few home truths about guys."

"There are two types of guys. Those without filters, often the alpha males. And the rest of us. The alpha males like to brag and big-note themselves. They will go on about how many times they have done it, with whom and brag about conquests, particularly one night stands. The thing is none of the rest of us believe them. We know they exaggerate and we know it's mostly BS. Yeah sure they get their end in but I don't think I would want to be the girl in that relationship. We joke that they probably premature ejaculate and the girls are definitely faking it. We might be wrong but we feel better."

"Good to know but how many of you are the rest of us. You might be my strong amazing big brother but I don't think you're an alpha male"

"Well research says about 10% are alpha males depending on how you define it. We are definitely n the majority. Alpha males don't make good divers."

"How do you know all this? And why don't they make good divers?"

"Sports Psychology is compulsory at our school. We study a lot about what makes us tick. Alpha males don't have the calm and patience. They would also get unbalanced bodies if they really trained. Big muscles, certain big muscles are a turn on for them. Also the most likely group to take steroids."

"So what do the rest of you talk about."

"How about you hop up on the table and I'll tell you while I massage you."

I get in to position and say, "Spill"

"First we are not too likely to say anything even to best friends. If we admit to anything it's more likely to be a shy grin. Sure occasionally we ask if our mate is getting some. But a nod is all we ever really expect. But we are happy for our mates and proud of them. So a 'good for you' is often all the conversation."

"Two we don't normally know how big our mates are. Like we don't brag or ask. Shame plays a big thing but also doubt about how big we are and if we measure up. Better to not know than to find out you're small. Of course we all measure ourselves. We can look up the averages. So we know if we are short or real big, but never say so. The problem is porn only uses guys that measure in the top 1% of penis sizes, so comparing with this is not very objective."

"We don't check each other out at the toilet. That is really bad form. We don't even talk in the toilets. At best we will say hello was we pass each other going in or out the main door, even best friends. Maybe we will ask how they are going at the sink on our way out. But no real conversations happen in there."

Sam is finished with my back and he asks me to turn over. I am so relaxed and I cannot believe the way his hands sort out my kinks. I am so totally relaxed.

"But don't you share any stuff with your friends in diving school? I mean they have some amazing bodies."

Well there are a few exceptions. The gay community is probably the main one. A lot of homosexual athletes hang out together a bit. I mean for sexual activity. At least the guys do. More than once I've accidentally walked into a friends room to find an orgy of dick going on. It's a bit embarrassing. I've been invited a few times, but I just say pass."

"We do see each other masturbate a bit when we share a room so we generally get an idea of how big we are if we have ever roomed."

"So you hinted yesterday you might have experimented a bit, gay wise. What did you do?"

"See right there is the difference between guys and at least what I gather about your group of friends. We would never ask that and never ever share. Particularly about stuff that borders on homosexuality. The risk of being branded Gay is always too great. I feel for my same sex attracted friends they get it really tough. But we don't want to be crucified with them either."